holding on Give it away, give it away Holding onto right and wrong won't serve you As your world is turning you're holding on Give it away, give it away
line never finds an end in revenge Here comes an open heart to blow it all away As your world is burning you're holding on Give it away, give it away
Перевод: Джеймс. Give It Away.
Marshall The 9 tucked against the lining I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like ya'll are a couple 69ing It's like Rick James is shooting
Maybe there we can find A good place to keep a lovin' state of mind I'm so tired of being without it And never knew what love was all about James
say Play that song all night long, Mr. DJ Though times have changed It's still the same We all need a minute to get away So let it go And feel the
it's a formality How can I say: "You ain't shit to me" Without you takin' it personally (Sen Dog) Ten, proper years of bringin' funk I, still count mine, it
Alright now, my mama warned me about boys like you It's the reason I wear these high heel boots, yeah And let me give you a little piece of advice My
Alright now My mama warned me about boys like you It's the reason I wear these high heel boots, yeah And let me give you a little piece of advice My
' to buy they bitch Now they rich try to piss everybody to trick off But a true boss to pay the cost, she giving away her drawls Word to the brown James
' niggas from the roof And got nerve to mouth about it and the weight you claim you movin' Your whole style is loose and we gon' sew it like it's cotton
Ah, it's jumpin' off in H-Town, baby He he he Strictly for the funk lovers Give it to me And we really want the whole world to see How it goes We want
point it in the air An' pull the trigger, why? I'd rather point it at yo' ass an' watch the nigga die I gives a fuck about your team mates When it's
recordin boy Im out here Boldy James: Lets re-up half of a brick nd Bring it back to the kitchen See the crack as its fizzin Then bring it back when
you record em boy Im out here Boldy James: Lets reel half of a brick nd Bring it back to the kitchen See the crack its fizzin Then bring it back when
side" He said, "Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side" And the colored girls go Doo do doo, doo do doo, doo do doo Little Joe never once gave it away
Spring Ask the Dogg, my weed religion basic Only nation for the weed is Gold Nation Now you high, then throw it up Even Rick James had to sing about her, it